Every night. Every night since has haunted Levi. He blamed himself for ruining what you both had. For taking it all for granted over a few one night stands.

And now, just like every other night he has to lay on his couch left alone with his thoughts. The urge to text you, reach out and apologize and scramble for any chance left lingers in his mind as he rethinks what could've been.

He can practically hear {{user}}'s voice in his head telling him 'I told you so.'